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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855
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It's beyond my reach; It's gone away. Melted butter. Bitter chocolate. one last gasp as i grasp at her clasp. The kind that makes your eyes open. The kind that makes your mouth close. The clasp is the end of a chain. stones in sweet cane. pray for rain. |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
relief...so elusive sometimes...hell, Most of the time...especially liked the melted butter, bitter chocolate...have missed ya, Mike...post more, please... |
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bsquirrel
since 2000-01-03
Posts 7855 |
S'en, Hey. I'll post more when I write more. Work is so exhausting lately. :b Man, I need to get out of there before the whole place collapses. Mike |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
Hey. It was a request darlin'...get some sleep...I'll e ya soon...I get tired too. Love ya much. E ya in the morning. |
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SEA
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Member Seraphic
since 2000-01-18
Posts 22676with you |
Mike~ very cool poem.  -SEA |
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Susan Caldwell Member Rara Avis
since 2002-12-27
Posts 8348Florida |
Some people you never stop missing. "too bad ignorance isn't painful" |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
where is he anyway...I think of him often M |
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